Sonmi's Couples, Characters and Writing - Posting Welcome

[EmilyZhang]

Nice! :O

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

Sorry guys, I've started my story, but I'm ill now, so it might be a few days or more until I finish it.

[EmilyZhang]

That's ok! Get well soon!

[EmilyZhang]

How's the stories goin'? Are you getting better, DoctorWhoCrazy?

[officialratsgalore]

I liked Saber and Blaze the best!

[Sonmi-451]

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[exousia]

I haven't visited this thread in so long ;.;
Your doing a really nice job, RP ^^

[EmilyZhang]

Abby x Max
A Girl and Her Dog

I loved Abby with all of my heart - well, I still love her, even though she's gone. She was my best friend, the sweetest human I had ever met... and unfortunately one of the unluckiest ones too. She had a heart of gold and the cutest face ever, neither of which I was able to save. I miss her, every second of every day, and I know that I will continue to miss her until the day I die, and long beyond that too, if there's an afterlife. I wish with every fiber of my existence that I could replay the events of that fateful day, but I can't, and so I will never be able to forgive myself for what I let happen.

It was warm that day - it was in the summer - and the grass was long and soft like it gets when it's watered and mowed regularly. Abby was reading to me, like she always did - she loved to read, and I loved to hear her speak - and we were just enjoying each other's company and the nice weather.
It was then that another human, one I will hate for all eternity regardless of whether or not there's an afterlife, decided to ruin everything and take away the one thing I really cared about.
A big man with a cruel face, dressed in dark clothes, came up the driveway and approached us. He grinned down at Abby, a malicious smile I was immediately wary of, and I jumped to my feet and snarled at him, hoping to get him to go away.
"Move aside, dog," he said in tones just as rough as his looks, but I refused to give in to the fear I felt and instead stood my ground and continued snarling at him.
Abby, who had a heart of gold and didn't have a suspicious bone in her body, told me while smiling up at the man, "It's ok, Max. He's just here to play."
I knew he wasn't, and so, for the first time in my life, I disobeyed Abby and didn't back down, instead advancing on the man with teeth bared and body ready to pounce.
The man shook his head and said, glaring down at me, "You should have listened to your girl, dog. I hate to hurt both of you."
With a move like lightning, the man kicked out with his boot and connected solidly with my ribs, cracking a few of them, and, worse yet, launching me into the side of the house and giving him a clear path to Abby.
"Why'd you hurt Max?" she asked the man, tears on the verge of forming in her eyes. She never could bear to see pain of any sort, especially of those she loved most.
The man didn't answer and instead grabbed and threw Abby over his shoulder violently, not taking any care to be gentle with her like she deserved. With this, finally Abby had caught on to the fact that the man was bad, and screamed as he ran away into the woods next to the house with her over his shoulder, "Max! Max!"
Even though I was hurt, I had to go after her; I would have gone after her even if I was almost dead, because I couldn't leave her with him, I just couldn't. I barked a few times at the front door, hoping to alert Abby's parents to the fact that something bad had happened, and then took off after the man and Abby, running frustratingly slow because of my damaged ribs and front left leg that had been hurt when I hit the side of house.

I had followed them for too many hours to count, until the sun had nearly slipped off the edge of the horizon, when my front left leg finally gave out. I kept going on three, but not nearly fast enough to keep up with them, and then my back right leg gave out when I tripped over a rock and I knew that following anymore was pointless. However, I also knew that that man was going to do terrible things to Abby if he was left alone with her, so I half-walked, half-dragged myself across the forest floor, following their scent until I became so tired that I could not physically make myself take another step.
It was then that I realized that Abby was lost, that I was the only one who could find her and I couldn't even move, and I howled in agony at the fact that she was gone, that she was really gone, and that, if I had been able to run a little faster, that might not have been the case. I howled my heart out, I howled until my throat was hoarse and I thought my larynx was broken, and then I howled some more.
Finally people found me, Abby's parents among them, and they immediately cried out, "Max!" and ran to me.
"Where is she, Max? Where is she?" the mother, Linda, asked, and I pointed with my nose the trail that I had been following, even though it was long cold by now.
"Everyone, go that way!" Linda pointed in the direction I had indicated, and then almost all of the humans continued on after Abby's father, Mark, picked me up gently, put me in the back of a van, and instructed the drivers to take me to the nearest animal hospital.

They found Abby's body in the morning; she had been raped repeatedly and then strangled. It took five more victims, five more little girls between the ages of six and eight brutally murdered, for the man who did it to finally be caught.

Abby used to say something to me, "If I were a tenth of the person you thought I was I'd be the best person in the world." I think she just heard it from her parents and repeated it, but I still liked the compliment, even though she was every bit the person I thought she was.
If I were a tenth of the dog she thought I was, she would still be alive today.

I wrote this story because I've been in a rather reflective mood today and because I wanted to let all of you, my faithful readers, know that, while I have changed my username, I have not changed the fact that I write short stories and that I am not going to be letting this thread die anytime soon.

Dogs are the humans' best friends. Better than most humans in fact. This story highlights true stories in recent history. I would say, 'Good dog, Max'.

[Sonmi-451]

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[EmilyZhang]

That was simply AMAZING!!! I wish I could write like you do! Nice job! Really, that was great. ;D